The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

Chapter 133 - Mysterious jade statue! The son is true? [2 more]



  Chapter 133 Mysterious Jade Statue! The son is true? [2 more]

  Originally just a woman in purple clothes sitting steadily on a chair, but at this moment she floated into the air.

  Without any support, it just floats there.

  At the same time, Bliss noticed that a piece of talisman paper on the table that hadn’t been engraved with a talisman also floated in the air.

The position of    happened to be on the same horizontal line as Jun Muqian’s closed eyes.

  But this is not the most important thing. What surprised Bliss the most is that at the end of Jun Muqian’s eyes, there is a faint purple light streaming out at this moment.

  Sacred, graceful and inviolable.

  For a moment, Bliss seemed to see the goddess coming down from the nine heavens through the purple-clothed woman, so holy and noble.

  At this moment, the talisman paper in front of Jun Muqian also moved suddenly.

  There is no pen, nothing, but there are marks on the blank talisman paper.

  One after another, from top to bottom.

  Because it was standing sideways, Bliss could not see what appeared on the talisman paper.

  But she can guess that it should be some kind of magic.

   But at the very beginning, don’t magic charms need to be drawn with a pen?

  Only after reaching a certain level, can it be directly portrayed with the power of the soul.

  Obviously, Jun Muqian is not even Fushi now.

  What the **** is that?

  **

  Jun Muqian did not do anything when the imprints of the talisman appeared on that piece of talisman paper.

  It’s just that there is an extra jade image in her mind.

  Jun Muqian didn’t know who the jade statue belonged to, but she could see that it was a jade statue of a woman.

  Because it is just a jade statue, the carved face is not very clear.

  But even so, you can feel the supreme grace and sacredness.

   Then Jun Muqian saw that the jade image moved.

  In the beginning, it was like a real statue, with the hands of the jade statue overlapping on the chest.

  At this time, she raised a hand and spread her fingers, as if calling something.

  A faint purple light slowly floated from her palm and flowed out.

  Jun Muqian suddenly realized that this jade statue is alive?

  But when the idea just came up, she suddenly felt someone patted her behind her, and a huge sense of weightlessness came, as if she had fallen from a height, and there was an invisible abyss below the ground.

  In the next second, Jun Muqian opened his eyes abruptly, his heartbeat speeded up a lot for a while, and his breath was also a little disturbed.

  After taking a slight breath, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, then raised her eyes.

   is still the previous house without any changes.

  The jade statue does not exist, and the light does not exist. She has never fallen off a cliff, so she is lucky to sit here.

  Dream?

  Jun Muqian pinned a few strands of hair and breathed slowly.

   Then, her gaze fell on the table in front of her, and she stopped abruptly.

  On the previously spread talisman paper, a magic talisman has been drawn at this moment.

  The magic talisman is dark gold, it seems that the pen and ink are still not dry, and the gold is fainted.

   But Jun Muqian can be sure that this is definitely not her painting.

  She just released the power of the soul, and felt it a bit, but she hadn’t started to work drastically.

  Furthermore, this magic talisman made her extremely strange, not a sound transmission talisman, nor a thunder talisman.

No matter how you look at it, it’s not like those commonly used charms, but rather like some kind of logo and imprint.

  Jun Muqian stretched out his hand and touched the magic talisman, his heart suddenly moved slightly, it seemed…somewhat familiar?

   But what is the use of this magic talisman?

  She picked up the talisman and looked at the light.

   “There is no energy fluctuation…” Jun Muqian twisted his eyebrows, “So it’s just a painting?”

  For no reason, a painting appeared?

   was thinking, Bliss suddenly came over. She folded her hands together and made a Buddha gesture: “Amu, you teach me, how did you do it?”

   “How did you do it?” Jun Muqian returned to his senses and raised the talisman paper in his hand, “You said this?”

  She was speechless: “I didn’t paint this again, how would I know.”

  She just closed her eyes and opened her eyes, dreaming of a female statue.

   “No way, don’t you know?” Hearing this sentence, Bliss’s eyes widened, “I looked carefully, this is what you painted!”

  Although… she did not see Jun Muqian doing it, but besides her, who is the human host?

   “Really?” Jun Muqian was a little surprised, “You can tell me how I painted.”

  Is it possible that she felt the power of the soul, and she would still sleepwalking?

   Bliss honestly told what she had just seen.

   “Hiss…” Jun Muqian thought for a while, “Am I that good?”

  It shouldn’t be, she can make talisman out of thin air without even entering the door of the master talisman?

   “Okay.” Hearing this, Bliss rolled his eyes and groaned, “I think you are getting cheaper and still behaved.”

   “But this magic talisman can’t be used.” Jun Muqian frowned, and shook the talisman paper in his hand, “Even the lowest sound transmission talisman, there are energy fluctuations, this one has nothing…”

  The last few words haven’t been finished yet, suddenly—

   “Boom!”

  There was a loud noise, and the house was overturned in an instant.

  The door of the house split, and the tables and chairs flew out and fell into the yard.

   Bliss became a butterfly as soon as it noticed the danger.

  Fortunately, her body is relatively small, hiding in the gap and avoiding a difficult situation.

  But when the loud noise was completely silent, Bliss quickly recovered his body, and was a little panicked for a while: “Amu, Amu? Are you okay?”

  Just as he was about to pick up people in the ruins, Bliss was dumbfounded.

  The purple-clothed woman sat on the chair gracefully, with her as the center and within a one-meter radius, there was nothing, and there was no sign of shock.

  Jun Muqian’s only feeling was that her hands were a little numb, and she lost a little pain.

  She looked at the faded charm in her hand, and was silent for a while, then said: “I’m fine, but I guess something is wrong with the shopkeeper.”

  The sound just now, let alone this inn, Jun Muqian estimated that the whole Bulucheng could be heard.

  It’s strange, but she really didn’t feel any energy fluctuations. Why did she explode after a single shake?

  Furthermore, it is incredible that she who is closest to this talisman is fine.

  At the time of confusion, Yan Shaoling was the first to come. He looked at everything in front of him, and said, “Ms. Mu?”

  Jun Muqian retracted his thoughts and greeted him calmly: “Yan.”

  I have to say, this scenario is very strange.

  Imagine that everything around you is cracked, and you are the only one who is good at it. At first glance, it is the culprit.

   “Miss Mu, this is…” Yan Shaoling hid his emotions well, and he looked at her calmly, “I accidentally made it during cultivation?”

  Jun Mu briefly thought about it, as if it could be considered for the time being, so he nodded.

  Looking at the innocent gaze of the purple-clothed woman, Yan Shaoling burst into laughter for a moment: “Girl Mu, don’t worry, the house will be ruined if it is destroyed. The people here are fairly familiar, so I’m sure I won’t blame Girl Mu for this.”

   “Thank you for the host, then.” Jun Muqian smiled politely, “But I will pay for the money I should lose.”

  After all, even if it was not intentional, it was because of her.

“Girl Mu is polite, this should also be within the scope of the Tianji Tower’s apologize.” Yan Shaoling refused, and then he thought about it, “But now there is no empty room in the entire Buluocheng, Miss Mu these days. Should…”

  He didn’t finish what he said, but Jun Muqian already understood what he meant.

  This is a problem, she is also a person who likes to enjoy, sleeping on the street is absolutely impossible.

   “Otherwise…” Jun Muqian thought of something, “Yan, you…”

  She wanted to say, how about you and Rong Qing make do?

  As a result, before she could speak, she saw Yan Shaoling’s ears suddenly blushing.

  Jun Muqian instantly knew that he must have misunderstood, she remedied: “I mean…”

  This time, the words were still not finished, because Rong Qing came back.

  When he saw such a scene, his expression paused slightly, and his voice was warm and cool: “Has the house been demolished this time?”

   “Where is it.” Jun Muqian sighed, “I said I don’t know anything, do you believe it?”

Rongqing did not speak, but walked to another room that was intact.

  He reached out and opened the door, then tilted his head and said lightly: “Come here.”

  Jun Muqian naturally understood what it meant, and glanced at him: “Are you really not worried about your reputation?”

   “Sooner or later.” After Rong Qing said these two words, he walked in first.

  Sooner or later?

  Jun Muqian pondered the meaning of these two words. She meant that she would ruin his reputation sooner or later, so she didn’t care about this time?

  Is she that kind of person!

  You still have to pay attention to what you do. It’s not good to say that the overlord is hard to bow.

   “Okay, I’ll come.” Jun Muqian remembered that there was a bet between the two of them. This bet can’t stay there forever, it has to be over.

  She fell in love with him, or he fell in love with her, or… they both fell in love with each other.

  Now it seems that this bet is a bit overhanging.

   Jun Muqian admitted that she really likes Rongqing, but loves…

  She is a little confused, she should not be able to reach it.

  For two lifetimes, she has never loved anyone.

  It’s so easy to like someone, but love…too heavy.

  She doesn’t know if she can fall in love, but if she falls in love, she will live forever.

  The door was closed after the purple-clothed woman entered.

   Yan Shaoling had calmed down at this time, and he stood there for a long time.

  I don’t know what was thinking, he suddenly chuckled, raised his hand to hold his forehead, and sighed lowly: “What should I do…”

  Something seems to be out of his own control.

  This feeling is very bad.

  **

  In the house.

   “So…” Jun Muqian looked at the man in scarlet clothes, “I sleep on the floor?”

  The last time a little brother Baili rescued the field, this time there was no such a cute child. Is it possible that she still can’t escape the fate of sleeping on the floor?

   Hearing this, Rong Qing raised his eyes slightly: “I won’t sleep tonight.”

   “Not sleeping?” Jun Muqian was taken aback, “You still have things?”

  As soon as she finished asking, a silver mask appeared in front of her, covered with Xiuruomei boned fingers, white as jade, so beautiful.

  The mask is not half-faced, but full-faced.

  There are shallow lines on it, which is very delicate.

   Jun Muqian took it, gestured on his face, and found that it was just right, somewhat surprised: “Give it to me?”

   “Hmm.” Rong lightly said, “For you.”

   Jun Muqian put it on herself decisively, then raised her head and asked, “Does it look good?”

  Rong Qingguo really took a look at her: “Stupid.”

   “Be stupid, be stupid, and in a good mood, so I will take you to praise me.” Jun Muqian snorted, “Qingmei, you just went out for this?”

  Rong turned his eyes lightly and raised his eyebrows slightly: “Otherwise?”

   “Right!” Jun Muqian took off the mask, smiling at the end of his eyes, “What did you mean by not going to sleep tonight?”

   “Zongmen League has an underground auction tonight.” Rong Qing groaned, “You can take someone.”

  ”Auction?” Upon hearing this word, Jun Mu’s eyes lit up, “Is there a lot of good things?”

  When she was in the Eastern Region, she was invited to many auctions, large and small, of all kinds.

  But since the rebirth, I haven’t participated in a game yet.

   “For the time being…” Rong Qing said, “Maybe it is also good.”

   “Knowing that your old man looks down on everything.” Jun Muqian waved his hand to express understanding, “But for a poor person like me, it’s different.”

  However, Rong Qing’s focus is obviously different. He repeated: “Old man?”

  The sound line is slightly cold.

  Jun Muqian quickly raised his hand to surrender: “I was wrong, I said the wrong thing.”

  She must always remember what her master taught her—the age of a man is a secret.

  Don’t ask, don’t mention.

  As if afraid of the scarlet man going back, she did not give him a chance to speak, and asked directly: “When shall we leave?”

   “Second hour.”

  **

As soon as the time passed, the city fell silent.

  The big street is not allowed to sleep, so it looks very empty.

   Jun Muqian touched the mask on his face and lowered his voice: “Qing Meiren, the underground auction held by the Zongmen League, why didn’t the original poster receive an invitation?”

  Yan Shaoling had rested early. Although the serious illness has been cured, it may take some time before his body fully recovers.

   “I don’t know.” Rong Qing said in a low voice.

  When his voice lowered, it made people feel a little itchy.

  Jun Muqian didn’t ask much, and said meaningfully: “It seems that you are the one who is truly hidden.”

  Rong Qing did not answer, but said: “Follow, stupid admiration.”

  Speaking, his figure suddenly began to rise.

  But the speed is not big or small, just enough for people around you to keep up.

  Jun Muqian had to doubt, even though she used the Hunyuan Bell to hide her true strength, Rong Qing gave her a thorough glance.

  She has a feeling of… being stripped.

   While galloping, the two quickly arrived at their destination.

  Jun Muqian glanced at the place she passed by when she bought talisman paper during the day.

  Unexpectedly, this place is still connected to the underground.

  There are already several people at the entrance, but they all wear cloaks, hats, or masks…no one will really show their faces.

  Jun Muqian immediately realized that this so-called underground auction might not be that simple.

  What is the purpose of hiding your identity?

  Could it be that once the identity is revealed, what danger will there be?

  According to her experience, generally speaking, the biggest danger of an auction is that there will be competition after it is over.

  After all, whoever has the money at the auction has the final say, not whose fist is hard.

  But once the auction is over, the turmoil begins.

  Those who have not photographed their favorite items will directly start grabbing them.

  Jun Muqian remembered that this kind of thing happened at one of Daqian’s auctions at that time.

  At that time, hundreds of people were killed or injured, and they were all extraordinary masters.

  Although she had regretfully missed what she wanted because of insufficient money, she still wouldn’t do it if she robbed her.

  Since someone else paid for it, what does it mean to grab it?

   But the weak eats the strong, it is also an invariable theorem.

  She doesn’t care about what others do, so she has a clear conscience.

  Without staying too much, Jun Muqian followed Rong Qing and entered easily.

  After going down the steps, she discovered that this so-called underground auction was not as big as usual.

   But after all, it is also a lower plane, in terms of grandeur, it can’t compare to the one she has participated in.

  When he entered, Jun Muqian felt that the powerful spiritual consciousness that had appeared before appeared again at this moment.

  Her eyes darkened, it turned out…the old guys from the big sects are here too.

   was thinking about it, Jun Muqian suddenly felt a cold in her wrist, which made her tremble.

   She looked down and found that her fingers with distinct joints were clasped on her wrist bones.

   didn’t use much force, just touched gently.

  But it was such a simple touch that caused an electric current to flow in her body out of thin air.

  But obviously, the owner of the finger didn’t feel anything.

  Rong Qing’s expression has not changed a bit, his pupils are deep and deep, and he drags her forward.

  The flow of people splits in two in front of them, without feeling crowded at all.

  But at this moment, a person suddenly ran into him from behind. It happened to be between them and almost knocked over.

  The man was taken aback, and quickly apologized: “Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean it.”

  Jun Muqian didn’t respond, because she saw something dropped on the ground—

  Half a…silver mask.

  Go to bed at noon, dreaming and dreaming a lot of comments, after waking up, I was really dreaming ╯▽╰

  Go home today: My mother pointed to the plant she planted and told me, I’ll make you scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts later.

  Me: …isn’t that narcissus?

  Mother: I didn’t buy narcissus, so I had to grow garlic.

  Me: →_→

  (End of this chapter)


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